Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is a bounty hunter after your head.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
The Third Secret of Fátima
A painted stone
A tesseract
A terrible muffin from a coffee cart in Broad Ripple
A fax sent by a samurai to Abraham Lincoln
A coloring book of flowers and anatomically correct hearts
The original "Wow!" signal printout
An Existential Crisis Duck Lamp
An ancient fertility statue modeled after Emily Blunt
A pack of paper joss-cigarettes that have been burned as an offering to the ancestors

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